Savage Sanctuary 2: Panther Moon (15 page)

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Tom Hawkins walked into the shed that sat behind his single-wide trailer house

and gathered up a couple of heavy boxes. He’d just ordered a dozen steel traps from an online hunting outfit and figured they’d work fine for what he had planned. Tom had

been able to think of nothing but heading back to the Hill Country to find that Morgan bitch. She was an itch he aimed to scratch and dead or alive, he planned to better his lot in life with this little hunt of his. He wasn’t stupid like everyone thought. Already he figured that once he caught a woman who turned into a panther, he’d be in line to be on all the television shows. Everyone would want to talk with him about how he’d hunted

and caught an actual supernatural creature. Shoot! If he played things just right, he’d be famous and maybe make some money out of this deal.

Walt, the dumbass, had lost his job and was too much of a pussy to go after what

was left of the family of freaks they’d killed weeks ago. Instead he’d run back to his mommy like a fucking weakling. Finding out the Morgans were shapeshifters had been

too much for him. He actually felt
bad
about what they’d done.

Fine. He’d do the work and reap the benefits and Walter could go straight to hell.

Hawkins toted the boxes of traps and loaded them into the back of his truck before

heading back into the house for his suitcase. Once he’d locked up to protect his few

meager possessions, he got into his truck.

After gassing up, he hit the interstate and headed toward central Texas, straight

back to the woods where Trea Morgan had escaped. If he didn’t miss his guess, she was 103

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wandering around there somewhere and he didn’t plan to stop looking until he’d

ensnared her in one of those steel traps.

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Trea’s eyes snapped open sometime in the dead of night. Two warm bodies

cocooned her but their body heat was almost unbearable, nearly painful. Her skin
hurt
but then she’d been warned about that. A ball of heat wound tightly in her belly and

deep in her heart she wanted to cry. She wanted this over.

It wasn’t that the sex wasn’t magnificent. She wasn’t about to lie about that. It’s just that it was nearly too much. Hudson’s thigh was flung over one of hers and

instinctively she turned toward him as the fire in her body started simmering only to blaze and burn. Sexual hunger roared through her belly and pulsed through her cunt

like tiny bolts of lightning. Moisture flooded from her core, drenching her thighs as need crawled through her like a ravenous beast.

Opening her mouth over the firm muscles of Hudson’s chest she made a low-

pitched cry. Tears poured from her eyes.

Instantly Hudson loomed over her, his face a mask of determination. She knew in

that moment that she could count on him for anything. He was her mate and would

love and protect her until the end of her days.

The tears fell faster.

“Please,” she whispered, her voice raw from the savage sensations ravaging her

body.

From behind her, Rio stirred and she felt his hands stroking the length of her back.

Hudson kissed her quickly then shared a look with Rio. Seconds later, Rio lifted her leg over Hudson’s hip and as Hudson found her clit with his fingers and latched onto a

nipple, Rio plunged his cock hard and deep from behind her. Trea wailed at the feel of multiple sensations. Hudson made a rough sound around the pulsing stiffness of her

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clamped down hard, vaginal walls milking his steely flesh. When Hudson released her

nipple, she caught his gaze. “More of you. I need you.”

The words had barely left her mouth when he signaled curtly to Rio. Rio withdrew

from her body and Hudson flipped her to her belly. Situating himself in the perfect

position, he brought her to her elbows as Rio yanked her hips up, wasting no time in

impaling her again. Hudson’s cock rose up high and hard against his belly and taking it in hand, he held it out to her like a gift he wanted her to unwrap.

“Suck me.”

Vibrations rushed through her. It was like the energy force she’d experience earlier

but now suddenly strong enough to fairly rattle her teeth. Her gums tingled and saliva pooled in her mouth as she gripped the base of his cock, eager for a taste of him. Rio’s constant, nonstop fucking tore through her body, burning her with lust then finally, she swept Hudson’s cock with her tongue.

Her tongue felt different. Rougher. Rather than a smooth glide along his heavily

veined erection, there was a heaviness to it that was surprising. Hudson speared her

hair with his fingers as her mouth took a slow tour of his length. His fingers tightened.

“Gods,” he breathed.

Eager for a more thorough tasting, she dragged her tongue over his heavy balls

several times, loving the way they tightened. Then she moved higher to circle and

stroke the thick stalk. She trailed the tip of her tongue around the flanged edge at the head of his cock. Another rough sound from Hudson was all the prompting she needed

to swallow him down, taking as much as she could. Alternating what she did, Trea

sucked strongly and then more shallowly as Hudson pushed deeper into the cavern of

her mouth. A sense of power roared through her.

Rio squeezed the globes of her ass, thrusting deep and hard into her heat, his

movements increasing with each passing second. The ball of energy sizzled and swirled through her and both men growled in unison. Her own gums tingled as she absorbed

every touch, every stroke and finally she could take no more. Rio reached down to

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pluck her swollen clit and then everything coalesced into a single breathtaking moment of pleasure. Hudson held on as she sucked him dry and from behind her Rio went still

for a split second before growling his pleasure and shooting his cum deep.

Trea turned her head, nuzzling against his groin, and impulsively scraped her teeth

on the tender flesh near the bend of his thigh. She stroked the spot with her tongue.

Behind her Rio withdrew from her clasping flesh and tenderly brushed his fingers over her ass.

Sated for the moment and determined to rest while she could, she pressed a kiss to

Hudson’s belly and rolled away from the two men. “As much as I hate to break up this

party, I need a shower. Big-time.”

“Sassy woman.” Hudson laughed, reared up and swatted her butt.

Faking a bravado she really didn’t feel, she grinned at him over her shoulder and

then winked at Rio. “Shower. Now. Back soon.”

Once she was in the bathroom, she leaned weakly against the door and huffed out a

breath. Exhaustion and an overload of sex threatened to bring her to her knees but she couldn’t fall apart now.

Gathering her composure as best she could, she stumbled over to the shower and

had just turned on the water when she felt a presence behind her. Hudson’s scent gave him away. Trea breathed him in as love wrapped around her heart and gave it a

squeeze.

“Here, let me help, honey,” he said. Frankly she was too damn tired to protest when

he moved past her and adjusted the temperature.

“I’m okay. Really.”

Hudson stepped back, eyeing her steadily, and then his expression softened.

“Tough little cuss aren’t you?”

“Hmm. Don’t know about that but I try.”

“Need any help?”

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Trea pressed her lips to the center of his chest. “No, thank you. You are taking such good care of me.”

“I’m about to take better care of you.”

“Huh?”

Hudson smiled and pointed a finger at her. “Get in the shower. I’ll be right back.”

Too tired to think about what he was up to, she stepped under the spray and let her

head drop back as the warm water sluiced down her body. Trea reached out one arm to

steady herself against the shower wall. Suddenly Hudson opened the door and took her

elbow. “Come here for just a minute, honey.” Gently he pulled her from underneath the spray but the shower was huge and she didn’t need to leave the enclosure.

Trea didn’t argue but sucked in a breath when he held up another butt plug, this

one slightly larger than the last. The end was slick with lube. “Lean against the wall and let me insert this. I’m worried the smaller plug might not have done the trick and I need to make sure you are stretched enough.”

Despite a brief flash of embarrassment, she did as he asked and tried to clear her

mind. Feeling shy at this point was ridiculous. Still. She sucked in a breath and spread her legs when prompted by her mate. When the plug was seated inside her, she

absorbed the feeling of fullness but didn’t find it unpleasant in the least. “Good girl.”

Hudson pulled her upright and pressed a kiss to her damp throat. “Enjoy your shower

and then, my lady, you are going to take it easy while you can.”

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Later she emerged from the bathroom to find fresh sheets once again on the bed but

where were the guys? Curious, she quickly combed out her damp hair and shrugged

into an oversized tee shirt belonging to Hudson. True, she had her own things now but for some reason she preferred his. She padded barefoot through the darkened house

stopping at the sliding doors leading to the patio. Rio was in the process of setting a plate of fruit and assorted other things on the patio table. Hudson held the vase of

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daisies in one big hand and Trea watched in wonder as he positioned it in the center of the table.

My gods, how did she get so lucky?

Hudson belonged to her, a choice of nature and the choice of her heart. Rio? He was

only hers for a short time but she cared so deeply about this wonderful man. She could only wish in her deepest heart that one day he’d find a woman who was deserving of

him.

For now?

This was family and she planned to enjoy these moments as if they were her last.

* * * * *

Titus Declan lay in his bed, his wife curled against him, but he knew damn good

and well she wasn’t asleep. They’d both been restless tonight for some reason. Earlier he’d suggested they shift and go for a run in the woods surrounding Sanctuary but in

the end, they’d decided against it. He looked down at her sweet face and noted the

presence of worry lines between her eyes.

“What’s wrong, honey? You’re so quiet tonight.”

A heavy sigh left her as she reached out to tease his chest with her fingers. “Do you think everything is going okay?”

“You mean with Chantrea?”

“Yes. I can’t help it, Titus.” She raised up on an elbow and looked at him. “They’ve

been holed up in Hudson’s house for days now and I know she is approaching a critical time. What if, despite everything, she doesn’t make it? Losing her would break my

heart.”

Titus pushed her into the pillows and kissed her. “And mine. We have so few

females that losing even one is incomprehensible but something tells me she’s going to come through like a champ. I knew her folks and they are sturdy stock. So is Chantrea.

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She and Hudson will be a great couple and a wonderful addition to our little

community. I—”

The phone on the bedside table trilled, jarring them both.

Titus looked at the screen and frowned. “Kev? What’s up?”

“We’ve got a problem, sir.”

“Talk to me.” Titus sat up on the side of the bed, unsurprised when Mahara came to

her knees and wrapped her arms around him from behind.

“We’ve been patrolling the woods tonight watching for signs of the hunter who

followed Trea here. For days there has been nothing but tonight we caught a human

scent.” Kevin paused for a second and Titus easily picked up the sounds of his warriors talking in the background. He could hear the wind whispering through the trees and

the sounds of leaves crunching under heavy footsteps. “This particular human scent

was all over the bodies of the Morgans. It’s the same one we picked up in the house

when we showed up to move the possessions out of the place. There’s no doubt about

it. Tom Hawkins is in the area.”

“All right then. Good work. Anything else?”

“Um, yeah. We ran onto some traps. Steel spring-loaded sons of bitches.”

Titus’ blood ran cold. Just imagining his mate stepping on such a thing caused fury

to rip through his belly. Hell, their children ran freely through these woods, fearless in the knowledge they were safe here. And now, this man brought destruction among

them. Titus vowed he would pay.

“Where?”

“North woods.”

“Fuck. I’m on my way.”

“If I might make a suggestion sir, I would advise you to come in one of the trucks

rather than run out here in shifted form. Until we find the all the traps, none of us is safe.”

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“I’ll find you,” Titus said grimly before ending the connection.

Mahara was already off the bed and grabbing clothes from her closet. “I’m coming

with you.”

“You heard that?”

She turned, jeans in hand, and rolled her eyes. “I’m panther too, my love. My

hearing is every bit as good as yours.”

He smiled faintly. “Hm. So that’s the reason you snuggled so close while I was on

the phone.”

Mahara walked up and took up a position between his spread thighs. Bending to

give him a quick kiss, she then straightened to look him straight in the eye. “You know me so well. Now get dressed. I’m coming with you.” Titus stood to tower over her